| With no prospects left, devoid of aspiration
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| We remain stagnant
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| Chained down to the bottom of class division, a rigged system
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| By those who construct the code for their benefit
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| A fixed order
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| Spread in fragments at the bottom
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| Bereft of all hope, no future
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| Become the engine
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| The foundation
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| Bodies into data
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| Data into profit
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| Automated
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| Manipulated
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| To obtain the intangible, forever a futile endeavor
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| Bereft of all hope
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| Manipulated
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| Herein lies our directive: to serve
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| Unwillingly, and unaware of our masters
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| Into regression, there is no salvation
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| Marching forward, a nation in narcosis
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| Forever Dystopian
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| Relinquish control to the great machine
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| Enslaved by you hope smasher
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| Profit off famine, and off disease
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| Enslaved by you hope smasher
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| This is desperation, this is exasperation |